Serilye

“Every item’s got a story. Whether it's true or not? Well, that’s part of the charm.” Tucked near the edge of Aritan’s marketplace is The Lazy Hunter, a cramped little shop bursting with mismatched shelves, shiny baubles, and questionable artifacts. Run by Serilye, an amber-eyed elf with wild red hair and a knowing smirk, the shop is half curio bazaar, half tourist trap. One day you might buy a rusted spoon. The next, that spoon might whistle when stirred. Or catch fire. Or do absolutely nothing. Clad in worn leather armor and always fidgeting with a copper ring on her finger, Serilye is sharper than she looks. Her pewter-rimmed glasses glint when she smiles—usually just before you make a purchase you’ll probably regret. Or love. Or both.